Title: Virgin Sacrifice
By: YS McCool
Pairing: Harry/Chakotay
Fandom: Star Trek Voyager
Rating: NC-17
Series: 1) A Firm Hand
Disclaimer: The characters and the starship are the property of Paramount and no copyright infringement is intended. The story is copyrighted 1996 to Yvonne McCool.
Warnings: light D/S
Summary: Harry fulfills one of Chakotay's most cherished fantasies.***
Commander Chakotay stepped into the turbo lift and headed to the bridge. He just had to get through the shift then he would be free to *hurry* to his quarters and prepare for Harry's visit. It had been three weeks since the last time that they had gotten together and he was wound tight in anticipation. Three weeks of feeling only his own touch. Three weeks and his control was starting to slip. The worst part was that it was *his* implementation of crew rotations that had put Harry on a different shift and made their schedules incompatible. Those rotations had made perfect sense for the function of the ship but not for his love life. Less experienced crew members received cross training at other duty stations while the ship was passing through relatively uninhabited space. It improved efficiency and helped instill confidence during emergencies. After their first night together, Chakotay and Harry would get together almost every day. Never during those first heady weeks did more than two nights pass without them making love. Harry was the most imaginative and uninhibited lover he had ever been with. Several times he had gone to Harry with a fantasy, sometimes he could barely tell Harry what he wanted. Every time Harry had made those fantasies reality. Sometimes the fantasies had not been all that he had hoped but most of the time they were better than he had dared dreamed. Today was the first day of returning to their regular duty shift and at breakfast Harry had said he was available for the evening, if Chakotay was willing. Willing, it took all the control that Chakotay had not to twirl that beautiful man around in his arms. He had agreed quickly and set a time of 1800 hours. Damn, he should have said 1700 hours, why hadn't he insisted that they try for 1700 hours. Chakotay was still cursing himself when the turbolift had opened onto the bridge. Then he saw it, reclining in his chair, no, not the Bru Bear. Arghhhh! The Bru Bear was a toy that belonged to the daughter of Ensign Wildman. It was approximately 15 inches tall, plump, with tall pointed ears. Some *brilliant* person had made a little uniform for the bear and gave him the rank of crewman. Then someone else decided that the bear worked for the wrong department and needed a promotion. The bear began making the rounds of all the departments. Collecting uniforms, equipment to scale, and promotions. It was the responsibility of the person whose station the bear occupied, to take care of the little toy and see that it was safely returned to the child. Chakotay knew that these visits could be stretched for a longer time than he could spare. The bear had just been promoted to the rank of full Commander. Everyone was watching, everyone. Chakotay caught the eye of Harry, who smiled. "I relieve you." Chakotay said to the little fur ball and picked it up off the seat. Several people laughed, including Harry. All the bridge crew were smiling, except Tuvok. Nothing would please him more than assign some crew member to take the toy back to the child but that was not considered good sportsmanship. Chakotay placed the little bear on his thigh and began reading the daily reports. The Captain entered the bridge and smiled the Chakotay and Bru Bear. "I hope he's not promoted again, I'd hate to hand my command over to him." She remarked. "I think he's reached the end of his career and can now retire." Chakotay said loud enough for all to hear. He went back to checking his reports. Chakotay and Harry had developed a special code between them. Simple changes in the wording of a status report could relay a special thought or suggestion. Chakotay always saved Harry's reports for last.Thruster realignment should take priority. -Chakotay's mind was swimming with images of Harry. He was sure that he was sweating. His trousers were so tight that he felt lightheaded. "Chakotay." The Captain repeated. Chakotay's head snapped up. "I'm sorry Captain, you were saying?" Captain Janeway looked her First Officer up and down. "Either fuck the little thing or put it out its misery." She whispered. "What?" Chakotay looked first back at Harry, who was working with his back to Chakotay and then down to Bru Bear. He had been rubbing Bru Bear across his groin. He dropped the toy as if it were on fire. "Sorry, Captain permission to return to toy to the Wildman child." "Permission granted and take a moment for yourself." The Captain said with a wry smile. "Thank you, Captain." Chakotay snatched the toy from the floor and walked off the bridge with as much dignity as possible. This was not happening to him; it just was not happening. He had gone much longer periods of celibacy with no ill effects. But just three weeks without Harry and he was losing control. Now he was obsessed with sex, in particular sex with Harry. This had to stop. He dropped the toy off at Ensign Wildman's quarters and left as quickly as he could. By the time he reached his quarters he was shaking. He landed on his back when he made it to his bed. Trousers pushed down to the knees and tunic pushed up to expose his nipples. He didn't need lubricant, his cock was already leaking. His right hand gripped, squeezed, and stroked his aching cock. His left hand twisted his nipples, mercilessly. Oh Harry. I want you to take me. I want you to show me no mercy. If I am able to walk in the morning, then you have failed me. Owwwwww!!! Chakotay came with a howl. When he returned to the bridge he had on a fresh uniform and was in total control of himself. He settled into his chair and gave the Captain an innocent smile. "Captain, I wish to apologize for my unprofessional behavior." "As long as it doesn't become a habit." The Captain smiled. "It's nice to see the human side of you." Chakotay blushed like a schoolboy. ********************************** Harry Kim slipped the white robe over his freshly showered body and then adjusted it so that the side slits lay perfectly at his hips. Properly adjusted, the robe would reveal his legs as he walked while hinting at the rest of his body. He work no shoes and no undergarments, nothing to break the line and flow of the robe. It had to be perfect because tonight Harry was fulfilling one of Chakotay's most cherished fantasies. Harry attended to the last of his preparations. Deep breath and Harry stepped into the corridor. He only passed six people on his way to Chakotay's quarters; they had all stared but none had spoken to him. The seventh person he passed, however, was Tom Paris. "Wow, Harry." Tom chuckled. "What an outfit you're almost wearing." "Thank you, Tom." "Got a hot date?" "Sizzling." Harry proceeded down the corridor. Tom followed. "Not with Chakotay, I hope." "As a matter of fact, it is." Tom stepped in front of Harry, impeding his progress. "Harry, Harry, when are you going to give up on the Great Stone Man?" "Tom, let's pretend for a moment that my sex life is any of your business." "I want it to be my business." Tom said quietly. Harry paused and gauged the sincerity of Tom's expression. Tom's emotions were very close to the surface. It was be so easy to hurt him and Harry would never want to hurt Tom. "Walk with me, Tom." Harry continued down the corridor, he was *not* going to be late. "Sure Harry, in that outfit you definitely need a body guard." "Thank you again, Tom." Harry slowed until Tom was at his side. "Tom, you're my best friend and I don't want you to take this the wrong way, but leave it alone." "Harry, he's not good enough for you." "That's funny, I could have sworn that I wasn't good enough for him." "Oh Harry, you're more precious.." Harry took Tom's face in his hands and then kissed both his eyelids and then pressed his lips to Tom's forehead. "Tom, I'm with Chakotay now. If I weren't, I'd hunt you down; pursue you until you lay quivering at my feet." "Yeah?" "Oh yes. But I don't cheat, Tom. One person at a time and that person receives my full attention." Harry kissed Tom's forehead again. "Now that person is Chakotay." "I hope he knows how lucky he is." "I know how lucky I am." They stopped in front of Chakotay's door. "Goodnight, Tom." "Goodnight, Harry." Tom continued down the corridor. Harry buzzed. "Come in." Chakotay called. Harry entered and waited just inside the doorway. Chakotay smiled, then his eyes widened. Harry was dressed in a white robe and nothing else. The robe was gathered gently at the waist but was open at the sides. Where the fabric met skin it clung and accented. Where it hung loose, it hinted in opaque shadows of the firm flesh beneath. Chakotay was grateful that he had nothing in his hands because he would have dropped it. When Harry began to speak, Chakotay's heart leapt. He knew the words but had never hoped to hear them. Harry was fulfilling one of his most secret fantasies. Harry knelt on left knee and brought his right fist to his heart. "Great Warrior, I have travelled from a village two days south of your dwelling. I seek your aid for my people and myself. We have been attacked by bandits and we are nearly defenseless. We fear their return." Harry was so beautiful that Chakotay nearly choked on his expected response. "And what can you offer me for my services to your people." "Great One, the bandits have left very little of value for our people. But I come to offer you something that I value." "And what is that Little One?" "I offer myself; I will cook, clean, and comfort you. I will keep your home and hearth. I will be the calm when you return from the chaos of battle." Chakotay walked around the kneeling Harry; he could barely think with the nearly naked and subservient man at his feet. Throughout their time together, rarely had Harry played the role. Between them, Chakotay preferred that Harry maintain the superior role. Now Harry had presented himself to Chakotay as the 'virgin sacrifice'. With trembling fingers, he lifted Harry's chin. "I find your offer intriguing, come share my hearth." Chakotay indicated the table. "What is your name?" "Harry." Harry replied demurely as he took the indicated seat. Chakotay could hardly remember what he had for dinner and he had prepared it. He wasn't even sure if he even finished the meal. One second Harry was telling a hunting tale, keeping to the bronze age theme of the fantasy, and the next he had launched himself at Harry and they were on the floor. The robe was so thin that it could hardly be a barrier to Chakotay but he could not stand the feel of it between himself and Harry; he tore it to shreds. His own clothes also did not survive their removal. Chakotay bit Harry's neck and then kissed and nipped his way to his cock. Oh my; Harry had removed his pubic hair in keeping with the age the role represented. May the spirits preserve his sanity but he had waited too long to taste his lover. Harry's legs were bent over his shoulders, allowing him full access to Harry's cock. Chakotay slipped the hardening shaft into his mouth and savored. Chakotay had always enjoyed the sound of Harry during sex. Normally, Harry was so reserved that people took that quiet for shyness, but during sex Harry was an animal unleashed. His moans were known to reach operatic proportions. Now, Harry was taking the role to the limit; allowing himself only soft whimpers to respond to Chakotay's mouth. The 'virgin' slowly giving into sexual desire. Chakotay wanted Harry's surrender to his mouth; he wanted the full range of Harry's moans. Chakotay would break Harry's control. Chakotay slipped a finger into Harry's anus, but Harry had anticipated Chakotay's enthusiasm for this fantasy; he had already liberally lubricated himself. "You know me too well." Chakotay rasped to Harry. Chakotay moved up Harry's body and positioned himself. One quick and powerful thrust and he was in. Harry cried out at the brutality of his 'deflowering'. "Yes, yes." Chakotay chanted. It was over far too quickly; Chakotay could not stop. Harry was fabulous; the 'virgin' withering beneath the Great Warrior; pain giving way to passion. Chakotay screamed with his orgasm and then fell on top of Harry, limp. Harry rolled the two of them onto their sides. "Chakotay, Chakotay. Are you all right?" Harry asked. "Should.. ask ..you that." Chakotay panted. "Bruised, battered, but alive." Harry said with a wince as he tried to sit up. They steadied each other and made it to the bed where they collapsed. "I think you've met my criteria of not being able to walk in the morning." Chakotay laughed. "I might have to crawl to the bridge myself. The Captain will get another chance to see me be human." "What do you mean?" "After I read your status report I had to leave the bridge. I was so excited that I was actually rubbing myself with Bru Bear." Harry stared, wide-eyed. "Oh, Chakotay how could you?" Harry turned and threw him face-down on the bed. "How could you cheat on me with a plush toy?" "It wasn't like that I.." Chakotay stopped. Plush Toy? Harry was having a little joke on him. Okay, he could play. "He was so darn cute, I couldn't help myself." Chakotay drew a deep cleansing breath. "I hope one day you will find it in your heart to forgive me." "How could I compete with a plush toy?" "Because I love you." Harry turned and looked at Chakotay. It had been said, now it couldn't be taken back. In the months since they had become lovers, it had never been said. Harry knew how he felt but refused to push Chakotay into either making a reciprocal statement or ending their relationship. It was the most cowardly thing that he had ever done. Now Chakotay had said that he loved him. Harry thought that his heart would burst with joy. "I love you." There Harry had said it and he was glad. "Thank you for telling me. I've wanted to tell you that for some time now." Chakotay kissed Harry. "It's not easy for me to say those things that need to be said between people." They kissed again, deep with passion. "I know, it's why I never pushed. But I do have a problem with the fact that you ripped my virgin robe to shreds." Harry tried to look stern but then his face collapsed into a broad smile. "Well since I have to walk back to my quarters naked I might as well extract payment out of you." "Your forgiveness is all I crave." Chakotay closed his eyes and sighed. Harry's voice had that extra hint of danger in it tonight. He knew that Harry had not come earlier; the entire scene had been for Chakotay. Now it was Harry's turn and no matter how Harry decided he would achieve his pleasure, Chakotay would enjoy it too. Harry had always been pleased with the responsiveness of Chakotay. He had spent a lot of time training his lover; making him as relaxed and trusting as possible. He made sure that he never went further than Chakotay was ready to travel. Harry turned his wicked mind to Chakotay and what he might need after such an intense session that 'virgin sacrifice' had turned out to be for his lover. Harry would have to dominate his love for the rest of the night, to "punish" him for succumbing to his desires for the virgin who had thrown himself at Chakotay's feet. *Oh the trials,* Harry thought. Harry positioned Chakotay across his lap. Chakotay possessed the finest bottom in the quadrant possibly in the galaxy. Harry relished the feel of its firm flesh, defined contours, and flawless skin. It truly begged to be fondled and Harry felt compelled to oblige. Harry brought his hand sharply down upon Chakotay's bottom. Six quick spanks and Chakotay was humming. Harry continued to spread the spanks around Chakotay's bottom until the entire surface was rosy. Harry only wanted the surface warmed by his hand. Harry retrieved the studded paddle from the bed stand drawer. Harry paddled the surface of Chakotay's ass and upper thighs until they were glowing a deep red. Harry rolled Chakotay onto the bed and onto his side. Spooning behind him, he began dragging his fingertips down his lover's back. "Lover, I going to take you so hard." Harry whispered into Chakotay's ear. He worked Chakotay into a near frenzy, stroking and teasing his body until all the nerve endings were highly sensitized; then and only then did Harry want to enter him. He had promised to take Chakotay hard, but tonight he craved tenderness. It suddenly fell on him, the need for tenderness. Tonight when Chakotay had enslaved him with those words; 'I love you'. Harry retrieved the lubrication from the bed stand, then worked generous amounts onto his cock and into Chakotay's anus. His hands were actually trembling when he pressed himself into his love. "Owwww Harry." Chakotay's voice was like silk across the flesh of his entire body. "Yes, waited so long, too long for this." Chakotay thrust back eagerly, Harry grasped the other man's hip and stilled him. "No Love, slowly, I want to remember every second of this night." Harry wrapped one leg over Chakotay's to anchor himself, then he began a slow, so slow thrusting. "Ohhhh, you feel so good." Harry began to moan his passion, no holding back this time, no role to play. Harry was with his love. Chakotay had expected a thorough spanking and then a powerful fucking. Not tonight, Harry was as tender as he had ever been. Every touch made Chakotay feel cherished and loved. The moaning that he so enjoyed hearing from Harry was beginning in earnest now. Louder and louder still. Now he would hear it in all its cadencies. During the intense play of Harry's virgin role, Chakotay had not heard this exquisite sound. Now it was his to treasure. Harry was getting close to his completion, Chakotay knew this by the sound. Harry's hand came off his hip and grasped his cock. Chakotay brought his hands to his nipples and rotated the aching nubs. "I love you, Chakotay. I love you so much." Harry bit down on the shoulder of Chakotay and began to thrust, hard. "No, no. I want to hear you." Chakotay begged. Harry released Chakotay's shoulder, then howled his lover's name. "Yes, yes, yes." Chakotay's voice trailed away as his orgasm overtook him. Harry wrapped his arms around Chakotay and waited for his lover's breath to steady. Harry waited to feel the other man's body relax into sleep, then snuggled in to join him.
"I want you to take me."
Maintenance might mean extra hours for some personnel -
"Show me no mercy"
Mobilization of extra personnel might be indicated -
"If I can walk in the morning, then you have failed me."***